Volume One, Chapter 21: The Heart Has Strayed
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“Can all the human skin masks be ready within five days?” Mu Ziqin was very worried that Luo Ge’s masks wouldn’t be delivered on time.
Two figures walked side by side, perfectly matched, their laughter faintly drifting on the breeze, stirring curiosity and eagerness.
Sparks flew from the VSS’s muzzle, one burst streaking forward, another flashing back, knocking down the player before he could even retreat.
In the entertainment industry, whether it was dramas, scandals, or variety shows, none of it affected the film world in the slightest.
Squinting, he rushed in and embraced the injured man; the two struggled fiercely. Covered in blood, they saw someone coming to help, quickly reacting to restrain the man along with Jin Zhongguo, ignoring the blood streaming down their foreheads.
Gu Qingli’s lips curled into a bloodthirsty, eerie smile, radiating a chilling aura that sent shivers down the spine.
“How did you end up here?” Mo Qian smiled without reservation. Given Leng Jiuqing’s temperament, she thought he wouldn’t like appearing in public places.
Gu Chengye thought to himself, if Lu Xingkong heard him say “I love you, I never want to leave you,” he would surely be confused and shocked.
Xie Zhiqi said, “Why not?” Didn’t Kangxi become emperor anyway? So what if you were made a marquis on the first day of the month?
After a year of service, everyone was looking forward to a break at year’s end, eager to finish their duties burning the midnight oil, planning to rest after the Laba Festival.
“I really don’t understand why, whether he knows or not, I have to tell her, but why can’t I bring myself to say it?”
Honestly, he admired those robots who chose self-destruction. After all, not every robot could end their long life for freedom; at least, he couldn’t.
That said, Yōu didn’t feel that way. So far, her people were battered and fainted thanks to him. How could she let him off easily?
After lunch, Yōu led the group to Xiyun Peak—the place where her teacher lived.
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To be honest, over the years, Zhang Jie had heard many complaints, mostly about hardship and exhaustion. They didn’t oppose raising batches of human infants, but thought the numbers were a bit excessive.
“Aren’t you going to check?” Shen Ruoli pressed on. She refused to believe her beloved cousin could be so indifferent.
“Looks like I need to get serious.” The restored Demon Lord moved his body, adopting an offensive stance.
Under Zhao Jing’s worried gaze, Zhao Ning wiped away her tears, her eyes filled entirely with hatred.
At first, the waitstaff resisted, as rules forbade casino workers from removing their masks casually. But under Yōu’s threat, they had no choice but to comply.
Actually, after learning that Cangjie hadn’t directly killed Muye Baiya, his opinion of Cangjie dropped by a notch.
Seeing his companions fall silent, Pan Shaoting’s expression gradually improved; he ignored them.
Fufeng’s family had been killed years ago by Qingcheng Sect members. She survived only because she encountered her current grandfather back then.
Now, Qian Hongyi appointed Shen Chengli as the commander defending Hangzhou City, desperately resisting Qian Hongxin’s assault.
Suddenly, Ma Chunxia felt like slapping herself several times, waves of regret flooding her heart.
Zhe, sensing the situation was unfavorable, immediately used the “pee escape technique”: “Sis, you sit a moment, I’ll go relieve myself first,” then dashed outside. At that moment, shouting erupted in the hall, likely many people calling out.
“It’s ready to eat! It’s ready to eat! Come, open the wine!” Le Jing saw the food on the grill was done and called everyone to feast.
Especially among the many palaces, the largest, with blue stone and red tiles, stood majestic and towering.
For a moment, Xia Liu felt as if the Chu family was holding not a betrothal ceremony today but a martial arts tournament.
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“Huh? I thought you took this because it looked like your claw form. Since it’s not, should I throw it away?” After examining the stone carefully, Ruoyi casually tossed it away, naturally using the universal repelling force of gravity.
Bang! At these words, Che Yuan, Chu Lin, and Luo Gang were all stunned on the spot. Although they knew the appearance of the boundary was due to Sun Qier, they hadn’t linked the massacre of the Zhenyuan Escort Agency with the boundary until Kang Ling mentioned it, after which the three immediately understood.
Ren Yaoqi smiled. Madam Ren truly thought she could control the third branch by casually sending someone. She had no choice but to resort to such tricks.
Outsiders didn’t understand how Sanqin maintained high income and spending. The principle was simple: Zhang Kuan used an illusion. He paid workers with credit points, which they used to buy things. The value of these points was decided solely by him, with no institution supervising.
Though the distance was considerable, if Qin Shuai wanted to listen, it was still quite easy; it posed no difficulty.
Hearing Murong Qi’s words, Isa felt immensely happy. This man was not only capable but also treated everyone in the Flying Leopard as family, just like herself. She had chosen well.
“I want to sincerely apologize to you.” Jiang Rong felt this was fitting both for Wenwen and the departed Su Lei.
Old man Han quickly gave a number, then left Zhao Jiadi’s line of sight with Tian Tufei, who was nearly one and a half heads taller. Zhao Jiadi looked at their contrasting heights — truly a paradoxical yet harmonious pair.
It had already been two months—no, including this month, three months’ worth of materials and medicines were overdue for delivery.
But strangely, for three consecutive days, despite Xu Lingtian showing appreciation in Shen Jiaren’s eyes and sometimes seeking her opinions, he never asked her out during the day. Occasionally running into her, his expression was always indifferent.
“Leave Mu Hongli.” Her voice remained pleasant but carried an icy chill. She spoke decisively, sparing no words.
“That shows your procurement has issues. This is definitely counterfeit. No quality whatsoever.” Xu interrupted Zhang Yan’s words blatantly, speaking seriously.